Crossed The Border.

was away for the past few days.
in malaysia, i guess.
stayed at my cousins' house.
was really really boring, damnit.
wouldn't even had thought of going.
but the one thing that changed my mind was the..
BEEFBALL NOODLES.
oh my word, it's super nice.
top priority whenever i happen to ''venture'' there. haha.
and my 2 M'SIA cousins are over at my house right now.
noisy little kiddos. they can possibly die without computer games for a day.

A: nono, our team members are only 2 years old. *sarcastic smile*
B: oh, i'm only 1 year old. (my teammate)
A: he's only 1 month old. *points at team-mate*
B: i'm only 1 hour old.
A: you see that guy? *points at fellow indian* he just ''borned-out'' by his mother only. he popped out from his mother and dropped here. *points at where he was standing*
- a HILARIOUS conversation with some indian soccer guys.
- i was really LOL-ing at the guy.
- we were deciding who gets to starts the game with the ball by the way.
- those indians really play fantastic football, giving us no chance whatsoever.
- this is NOT the actual conversation. BUT, it's something like that.